Corner Boy P (Fendi P) - White House Watch lyrics

[Verse 1: Curren$y] Uh, roulette wheels, record deals Sharks on land, exotic tires peel I built this back a couple of years Now hands clap when I appear, cheers No scripts, these actions is real No cap guns, them little cats will k** Over that scratch you'll be stretched out and still Hold your breath, this threat done gone airbourne This sh** they can't prepare for Ya boy, I smoke one with your b**h She rolled up seven more Revolutionize this sh**, they won't give me credit for But acknowledgement from these s**ers ain't what I'm in it for Eating over here the logo should be a dinner fork JLR, plenty cars She wanna be where the Ferrari's and Lamborghini's are n***a you mad? You a f**ing b**h, where your speedy bag? s**er you a c*nt, where your Fendy' clutch? Highe'd up, on my way to lunch Valet give me a wipe down and, leave it up front Show piece, big wings White House, fool presidential Rollie's Dig?, why stop when I'm living like Goldie? Winter time, bring them fur's out Turn your girl's out I won't trip trip, I'mma stop for real [Verse 2: Corner Boy P] Uh, weak n***as and strong weed k** 'em all, thought devil sold them out if you ask me And n***a we, untouchable, can't f** with us Grind family, organized crime family, legit and up b**h fell in lust, first time I picked her up And took her to the store, told her get what she want Bags underneath the hood, engine in the trunk Show you there's money out here if that's what you want Man an honor, drug dealer persona Gold ropes, let them bomb us From cash, wrap them rubberbands To checks, with the commas Reduction recalls, I'm used to crack stirring ? A n***a gave me nothing, still made it with a n***a dolla' f**ing b**hes, living in public housing To riding down on them n***as who try sh**ting on me Now I'm like you dealing or using the sh** homie? Cause I be on the block, looking like I got a half a ticket on me Look at this car, wish you would put a ticket on it Broke n***as watch me like I got a chicken on me And go to ? , that's when I gotta put a ticket on 'em A price so high, I bet their baby mama off 'em Cause n***as die everyday with no money for a coffin Or go to jail, without no money for a lawyer So play the shooter, or be the target